I was worried until the last syllable fell, Gong Hai got up, and the audience responded with warm applause, as if all the unpleasantness just now was transformed into love for the performer, and the applause did not stop for a long time.

The conductor also turned around and accepted everyone's applause, and the applause from the audience became louder and louder, as if he was glad that he had finally found a concert hall that belonged only to music, the thrill of civilization triumphing over barbarism, and as if encouraging the players who were forced to stop the performance—your performance was really excellent.

Gong Hai was not affected by anything, which really made Mu Chun's hanging heart finally relax.

During the intermission, Mu Chun met Ding Jiajun in the hall, and the two tacitly patted each other's shoulders, a kind of happiness for the rest of their lives.

"Doctor Mu Chun, Gong Hai is amazing, beyond imagination, and the boy who played Rachmaninov, it's just amazing." After Bai Lu ran to Mu Chun's side, she pulled Mu Chun and said excitedly.

Ding Jiajun on the side was dumbfounded, "This is, Teacher Bai Lu." ”

"Well, yes, you should have seen it." Mu Chun said.

Ding Jiajun shook his head, "She wasn't ...... in the first qualifier"

The atmosphere was a little embarrassing in an instant, but Bai Lu generously admitted, "Well, in the first qualifier, I almost died suddenly, but it was Dr. Mu Chun who saved me." ”

"Sure enough, it's a miracle doctor, there's nothing that can't be done where Dr. Mu Chun is."

was praised by Ding Jiajun so suddenly and exaggeratedly, Mu Chun almost wanted to complain, did you two eat honey and go out today.

Still hesitating whether to say a word, Mu Chun only felt a numbness in his back.

"Doctor Mu, long time no see."

Turning around, isn't this Luo Yang?

"I haven't seen you for a long time, didn't I just see it yesterday." Mu Chun rubbed his back and said with a sob.

"Ah, it seems to be, and then we will meet tomorrow, oh my God, why do I have to date Dr. Muchun for three days in a row."

Bai Lu and Ding Jiajun looked at Luo Yang stupidly, and the question marks in their minds were strung into sugar gourds.

"Who is this?"

It was Ding Jiajun who opened his mouth first.

"Oh, this is a prison guard at Toyokawa No. 1 Prison, Officer Luo Yang."

When Bai Lu heard that it was a prison and a police officer, a smile suddenly froze on her face. Seeing this, Mu Chun hurriedly said, "This is Luo Shanshan's father." ”

"Luo Twinkle? Isn't that the boy who played Rachmaninoff? ”

Before Bai Lu finished speaking, Luo Yang's joy and pride couldn't be hidden.

"That's, it's great, it's a very good orchestra performance, it's really not easy at this age."

Bai Lu happily praised, Luo Yang said proudly: "That, Shining he prefers the violin, he joined the Junior Ensemble of the International Youth Orchestra when he was 5 years old, and he has to go to the orchestra to rehearse every week, and the ensemble feeling should be stronger than other players." ”

"So that's the case, but it's a material that can be made, have you ever thought about taking the professional music route?"

When Bai Lu asked, Luo Yang hurriedly shook his head, "I never thought about it, it all depends on what he likes, I am not a chicken-blooded father, I advocate free-range education, I must believe in the child's own talent and hard work, and don't think about controlling everything." ”

A prison guard in a prison would have such an educational concept, and Mu Chun and Ding Jiajun also admired this prison guard.

At this moment, a child suddenly ran towards Bai Lu, seeing that he couldn't stop the car, his center of gravity was unstable, and although he grabbed Bai Lu's long skirt, he still fell to the ground.

The young mother who was following the child was panting and chased after her, grabbed the collar of the child who fell to the ground, and said angrily, "Do you want to be shameless? I'll say a few words to you, and you're still running away. ”

When the child stood up, his eyes were full of tears, his mouth twitched, his shoulders shrugged back and forth, and he kept making strange cries of "da-da-da, da-da-da".

Everyone could see that this was the mother and son who had just been kicked out.

"It's really uneducated."

"Why haven't you left yet?"

"Forget it, let's not watch people take care of the children."

Everyone hid in the distance and discussed, and some of the audience who did not like to talk about others behind their backs pretended not to see it and returned to the concert hall with small tickets.

"Do you call again? Call again? ”

The young mother was clearly emotional, swaying back and forth on the child's shoulder.

"How much nutrition did I eat for you, how much energy did I spend for you, and you just treated me like this, you can't help a concert? What's the use of a child like you I want? What's the use of me raising you? ”

The child was dangling, and the strange sounds in his mouth became louder and more frequent.

Ding Jiajun quietly walked up to Mu Chun and asked, "Is this kid abnormal?" ”

Mu Chun didn't have time to answer Ding Jiajun's question, but rushed out and hugged the child who was almost pushed to the ground by the young mother.

"Da Da, Da Da, Da Da" while crying, sobbing, and screaming.

The boy's eyes were red and he was just helped up by Mu Chun, and then rushed to his mother, holding his mother's thighs firmly with both hands, crying: "Mom! Mom! Don't scold me, Mom! Don't scold me ......"

"What do I want you to meddle with my children? Neuropathy. The young mother poured her anger on Mu Chun, and her hands broke the child's hands hard.

"You don't want that." Mu Chun suddenly spoke.

"Me?"

The young mother suddenly felt speechless, and for some reason looked at the man who rushed over to hug his son, and she suddenly didn't know how to talk about it.

"The child is not feeling well, we can find a way to be patient."

"I, who are you, I want you to be nosy." The young mother finally squeezed out a sentence to humiliate Mu Chun.

Mu Chun didn't seem to hear it at all, this time, he knelt on one knee and said to the little boy, "Will you take a deep breath?" Is it good to breathe slowly? If you breathe slowly, it will be more comfortable, and Mom will be a little happier, come, look at Uncle, don't be nervous, look at me, look at me!

1，2，3。 Inhale, good, exhale!

Again, inhale, exhale. ”

After a few times, the boy's tics slowed down, and the screams changed from continuous screams to only 1-2 times in a minute.

Mu Chun slowly stood up, and the boy looked up at him, "Da, da." ”

Mu Chun leaned down again and said something in the boy's ear.

When the young mother saw a strange man so close to her child, she instinctively pulled the child back two steps, and then she looked Mu Chun up and down, no matter how she looked at it, she didn't think that this person looked like a bad person, at most she was a nosy person.

So she stared into Mu Chun's eyes and asked, "What did you just say to my son?" ”

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